Nine Realms God Emperor

"We share weal and woe, and so do luck and misfortune. Maybe this is the beginning of your bad luck." Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"That being said, do you think it will happen to us?" the young man said with a smile.

"Yes!" Qin Chuan spit out one word simply.

The young man smiled and didn't take it to heart at all. He raised his hand and said, "Please, I'll let you take the first move. No matter what you are here, I will let you take action."

This sentence is very obvious, let you make the first move, otherwise you won't even be able to make a move, what a pity.

Qin Chuan smiled and nodded, then moved.

One step forward, one punch.

Dragon Tiger Golden Cauldron Fist!

Dragons and tigers roared together. A golden cauldron, a dragon, and a tiger accompanied each other on both sides, charging towards the young man with violent power.

"It's a small skill, but you don't overestimate your ability!"

There was a sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he suddenly punched.

Poison Wolf Fist!

With a punch, a wolf head as black as ink appeared directly on the fist. This moment was particularly weird, exuding a fishy smell.

Qin Chuan's eyes were indifferent, and he still punched out, sighing softly in his heart.

The power of gods and Buddhas, the awe-inspiring righteousness, can restrain poison and restrain evil ways.

What's more, there is Buddha's light shining all over the place, but it is of no use.

boom!

After the loud sound, Qin Chuan was still standing, unscathed, but the young man's face was pale, blood was spurting from his mouth, and he was on the verge of collapse.

"Do you want to fight again?" Qin Chuan said with a faint smile.

"I lost!" the young man said softly.

"Poison Wolf Fist actually lost."

"Yes, not only did I lose, but I lost miserably. I lost in one move."

"This is not the most important thing. What is important is that the person's strength is not at the semi-saint level.

"

This sentence suddenly made the surrounding people excited. After all, the gap between the Immortal Realm and the Semi-Saint Realm was not just a tiny bit, but now it appeared in front of everyone.

…

Qin Chuan walked down.

Qin Chuan went to the left, while the young man went to the right.

Time passed little by little, and after a while, the Second Young Master Tang came on stage. When he came on stage, he was facing a strong man, holding a pair of huge ball-peen hammers.

Spear!

This is the weapon of that Second Young Master Tang. A gleaming spear with a lifelike silver dragon carved on it.

The dragon energy fluctuated very strongly, as if it was about to fly out, but the moment Tang Er Shao held the spear, the dragon energy on his body was so strong that Qin Chuan was also stunned.

Too strong.

However, Qin Chuan knew that this Second Young Master Tang had practiced some dragon-related combat skills and techniques, and he should still be very powerful.

Roar!

The battle began, the dragon gun swept across, and a dragon shadow rushed out, sweeping around, crushing him mercilessly. The opponent's big man waved a sledgehammer, but he was swept away by the dragon gun as soon as he met.

I surrender!

The battle was settled with one move, and after the fight, the Second Young Master Tang even glanced at Qin Chuan.

Soon the round passed. There were 250 people on the left and 250 people on the right. The people on the left were those who had won the previous battle and those on the right were defeated. But that doesn’t mean that all the people on the left were stronger than those on the right. He had bad luck. He was originally very powerful, but he met someone more powerful and failed.

This is because we are afraid that some people will be unlucky, so in the next game, the two hundred and fifty people on the left will draw lots to compete again, and the same will be true for the two hundred and fifty people on the right. If they fail this time, they will be eliminated directly without saying anything. Too bad luck. Luck is also a kind of strength. No one can blame him for having such bad luck.

Reality begins where failure begins.

After one round, one hundred and twenty five people were eliminated directly.

Then the victory on the left begins.

Qin Chuan and Fatty both won easily. Old He and Tang Ershao both won with one move. At the same time, there were two young women who also won with one move, which attracted a lot of people's attention. After all, they were beautiful and strong. , even that Second Young Master Tang’s eyes were shining.

There are only two kinds of people in the world, men and women. It is nature and instinct to like women.

On the side that wins on the left, another 125 people will lose. These 125 people who failed will also have another chance. They will compete with the 125 people who won on the right. If they fail, they will be eliminated directly. .

Everyone actually only has one chance to fail.

Once you get to the side of failure, you can no longer fail. If you fail, you can only be eliminated.

Some are happy and some are sad. Those who win are happy and those who lose are depressed.

After this round, one hundred and twenty-five people were eliminated again.

There are now one hundred and twenty-five people on the left, and one hundred and twenty-five on the right. The people on the left have never been defeated, and the people on the right have all failed once.

It is still a game between the winner and the winner, and the loser and the loser. Among the 125 people on the right, once the game fails, they will be eliminated directly.

So after one round, only seventy-five people were left.

The game on the left begins.

Soon it was Fatty's turn.

Today's fat man is also a man of the hour. He is a huge fat man with a huge stick, extremely powerful, and he looks simple and honest. He is easy-going. Many people can chat with the fat man, but his popularity is good.

The person fighting the fat man was a woman, one of the two beautiful women.

She saw Fatty frowning, not because she disliked Fatty, but because she didn't want to confront Fatty because he also knew that Fatty was powerful.

The fat man was very calm.

The battle begins!

The woman held a long sword in her hand, and the fat man held a huge stick in his hand.

Boom boom...

The fat man is very flexible, fast, and violently powerful. He directly presses his opponent and hits him. The woman can't reverse it for a while, and she can barely parry, but it is also very dangerous. After all, as long as there is any negligence, she will definitely be injured, or even seriously injured.

They say the best defense is offense.

Although the woman defended herself very well, she still failed. She looked at the fat man with resentment, and the fat man smiled honestly.

It's not that fat people don't know how to pity women, but whoever pities women at this time is a fool.

Soon it was Qin Chuan's turn to take the stage.

The man he was fighting with made Qin Chuan stunned.

Second Young Master Tang!

This voice has the highest voice and has always been the number one existence.

Qin Chuan didn't want to compete with him, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to be in the limelight.

Because it doesn’t feel good if you lose, and it’s too eye-catching if you win.

This made Qin Chuan very confused.

"This young man is only in the Immortal Realm. It's a pity. If he met Mr. Tang, he might really be able to enter the Shenlong Sect."

"Even if you lose and have another chance, it doesn't necessarily mean you have no chance."

"There is little chance of losing. The remaining people are getting stronger and stronger."

Mr. Tang looked at Qin Chuan and said with a smile: "You are very special. It is not easy to get to this point."

Qin Chuan smiled but said nothing. He didn't like this person. He looked old-fashioned and seemed to be superior.